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Chapter 183 Someone Doesn't Talk About Wu Morality

Chapter 183 Someone is not moral

Author: Running Feet

Chapter 183 Someone is not moral

Zeng Tian was quite surprised. When her man was found today, he didn't see any unhappiness. How big a thing is it to use the word sadness.

"Okay. Ahem, have you left some meat for the others?"

"If you stay, I'll leave first."

When Guo Yong saw Brother Yuan come in, he ran away quickly and left everything to his sister-in-law.

It’s not time to eat now, because I didn’t take a nap after going out for most of the day, so I was taken to take a shower and put on the bed.

Zeng Tian hugged in her arms and reached out to grab someone's ear. This guy was a very tolerant bag of grievances. What she was angry like could be considered as venting on the spot.

As for him, no matter how big the matter is, he is holding back. Even if everything is realized as he expected, he does not feel a little happy or unhappy.

An Xiuyuan closed his eyes and felt his wife's tender and smooth little hands sucking him one after another. His hands had already penetrated into his nightgown and felt every inch of his skin. How long could he bear it in this situation? As soon as he approached, he was slapped on his face with both hands.

"Let me talk about why I'm in a bad mood first?"

"I'm still in a bad mood when I'm like this? Be careful that the more you'll wait for me, the more you'll be more harsh."

Zeng Tian's body was very soft, and he used his intact foot to directly hit the chest of the person above.

"I'm not telling the truth yet, are you ready to be a monk?"

"Stupid girl, I'm really addicted to provocation, right?"

An Xiuyuan stretched out a finger and scratched it twice, and all the threats disappeared.

"Hahaha, you don't have moral ethics!"

"I don't talk about anything in bed."

I thought someone who controlled everything was left with humming.

The kang was burning in the room, and the sweat in An Xiuyuan's forehead dripped on the face of the person who couldn't even open his eyes, and everything finally subsided.

"An Xiuyuan, you are dead. Let's settle the score when I wake up."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. An Xiuyuan smiled and kissed his wife. He was so tired that he did not forget to threaten her.

He turned over and sat up to help his wife clean it, put on his clothes and left quietly. Guo Yong opened the door and saw that it was Brother Yuan who came. He thought that his sister-in-law could not coax people off the kang today.

"Brother Yuan."

"Well, how is Deng Shen?"

"I can't die, it's not fatal torture. Brother Yuan, why are you still caring about him? Such a person will be cheaper to die."

An Xiuyuan walked to the door of Deng Shen's room, and opened it and saw a person lying on the ground with a wounded body.

"Brother Yuan, you are here."

"Don't you tell me who ordered you?"

"I said it was Mr. Wu."

An Xiuyuan took the cigarette handed over by Guo Yong and leaned against the door frame.

"Old Wu is just a man who was used as a gun."

Because almost all the people in his hands were wiped out in his previous life, Mr. Wu did not have the ability. Just think about this matter carefully and you can find many problems.

An Xiuyuan stuffed the cigarette that had been taken a few times into the mouth of the man on the ground, hooked his feet and sat down on the chair.

"Deng Shen, if it's something else, I can definitely let you go and even let your family go, but if you don't tell the truth, I don't mind breaking the rules."

Deng Shen lay on his back and smoked, recalling the mistake from the beginning like a movie. Since Brother Yuan said this, there may be someone behind the scenes.

"I was asked by Hou Jiayao at the time. I held a box of big yellow croaker and said that after the matter was done, I still had two boxes. But after the matter was done, I saw a bill of exchange, which was much more than the amount of two boxes of gold.

I read the bill of exchange. It was from a foreign bank. At that time, I was still exchanged from the bank in the city. Brother Yuan, the person behind him was Hou Jiayao and said it was Mr. Wu, and he also wanted to give me the position you didn’t want to give me. Sorry, I was too greedy."

"You bastard, didn't Brother Yuan give you the position you want?"

Guo bravely went up and kicked him again. Is power so attractive?

"Guo Yong, please ask the people from the city to go to the bank to check the specific remittance location of the bill of exchange at that time."

"good."

"Deng Shen, do you know that those people were also attacking the remaining brothers when you betrayed me?"

Deng Shen shook his head and shook his head desperately.

"Brother Yuan, I only said that you would have to fail the mission once, so Hou Jiayao and I deliberately went there for a while to pick you up."

"Do you have any last words to explain?"

An Xiuyuan's plain tone calmed Deng Shen, and tears in his eyes blurred. He climbed to his feet with difficulty and reached to hold his pants.

"Brother Yuan, I just want you to spare my family."

"Is there nothing else?"

"No more, I'm sorry for you and my family."

"Okay, I'll just take back everything I gave you."

An Xiuyuan stood up and broke away his hands on his trouser legs.

The sky was getting darker, and An Xiuyuan was strolling on the way to the unit. Now the scope was shrinking little by little, and there were only four targets left in his mind.

Mr. Wu has suffered repeated setbacks recently. He knew that An Xiuyuan was manipulating behind the scenes. He would never give him any pleasure by cutting each knife.

The phone rang and I heard a hateful and unexpected sound coming from inside.

"Do you want to find out that I am still alive?"

"Living is your instinct, today I just kindly send you a message."

An Xiuyuan revealed the information about the person behind the scenes without reservation. There was no sound on the other end of the phone, and he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

After a while, Mr. Wu's weak voice came.

"An Xiuyuan, I only gave gold."

"Then you have to check who is borrowing your hand and want to get rid of me."

"Haha, you want me to find it for you."

"It's for you to find it, because you know that everything about you is broken down quickly and your time is limited."

The phone hung up, and Mr. Wu sat in the study room without turning on the light and let the darkness swallow him, but his brain was the most flexible one.

After a long time, Mr. Wu picked up the phone.

"Secretary Peng, you go and help me with something tomorrow..."

Zeng Tian sat on the bed and watched the person busy serving food. Goudan smelled the fragrance and kept circling around the table.

"You're out?"

"Yeah, go out and do something."

"Is it something that makes you sad?"

An Xiuyuan looked up at the worry on his wife's face but smiled helplessly.

"Come on, can we eat and say it's okay?"

"Hmph, this is almost the same. If you don't even say anything sad when you encounter something sad, you are xenophobic!"

"Okay, stop protesting in another way. I've said it's not OK."

He put his shoes on him and carried them to the dining table, and kicked the dog who was spinning at his feet to the side.

"You can't eat meat yet. Don't want to eat it just by smelling it. Be careful of diarrhea."

Goudan wagged his tail and lay on the hostess' cotton shoes. This is his favorite place to stay.

An Xiuyuan spoke only after his wife had almost finished eating, but he only talked about the two betrayers, and there was no need to say anything else he didn't even figure it out.
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